I didn't choose poetry: poetry chose me.

- Philip Larkin

A good poem about failure is a success.

- Philip Larkin

What are days for? Days are where we live.

- Philip Larkin

What will survive of us is love.

- Philip Larkin

I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.

- Philip Larkin

Death: the anaesthetic from which none come round.

- Philip Larkin

Here is an unfenced existance

- Philip Larkin

Depression hangs over me as if I were Iceland.

- Philip Larkin

How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.

- Philip Larkin